Author: sixthyearchickmarauder

Disclaimer: I own none of it.

They were all sitting in the Great Hall eating and laughing and enjoying themselves. They all new the end of something was near, so they were as happy as was expected. They were all discussing the many happenings and wonderful experiences they had had throughout their seven years here. Gryffindor had again won the Quiditch cup this year. Neville and Luna, who had been happily together since the Christmas holidays, were reading aloud an article that the Quibbler had written on the winnings. The Quibbler was now the most respected publisher due to different articles about the truth of Harry Potter and different things with the war. Harry and Ginny were sitting across from them holding hands and just enjoying one another company. Ron and Hermione were watching the Great Hall with longing ness and admiration for the great building. They all knew hat this was going to be one of their last meals together all as Hogwarts students. It was almost half way through the meal when Hermione glanced over at the staff table and noticed that the Headmistress was absent. She then recalled an earlier note to herself that she had made to ask everyone if they had seen her. For what she could remember she hadn't seen her at all the whole day. Due to everything that had happened with the war, McGonagall had promised herself that she would make an appearance at every meal, to keep the anxiety of any students down and to reassure her that everything was alright. (She let this little secret slip one day to the trio, so that is part of the reason why it surprised Hermione of her absence). Once Hermione had convinced herself that she was correct in observations and theory turned and caught Harry's glance. She mouthed "Have you seen McGonagall at all today?" This question surprised Harry, it made him think. He hadn't been looking for her, but from what he could recall no, he hadn't seen her. This answer left Harry dumbfounded, all he could do was nod his head no in Hermione's direction. Harry and Hermione silently agreed to announce their findings to the group when there was a break in the conversation.

When the conversation had come to a halt they decided that it was time to be the bearer of bad news. Hermione went to speak when she looked over at Harry for his encouragement she was puzzled by the look on his face. IT looked like he was listening very intently. But for what? Then she heard it too, it was the rustling of feathers. She looked up to find Fawkes, Dumbledore's Phoenix. Fawkes hadn't been seen since shortly after Dumbledore's funeral. Harry knew that if Fawkes was there, then something was not right and that he might be too late.

Next thing that they knew the ground under their feet was shaking uncontrollably. No one knew what was going on. People were murmuring different things under their breath, but no one really knew what was really going on. Harry decided that it was up to hi to play the hero again. He told Hermione and Ginny to go and look for Professor McGonagall while Neville and Ron were to stay there to fight off what ever was coming next. He knew where to find who he was looking for. The same place they always meet at Hogwarts. Right as Harry turned to leave the Great Hall was filled with Death Eaters. They seemed to have all gotten here by the same means. Harry desperately wanted to know what that was, but he knew that he couldn't take that time to look in to it at the moment. He fought off the ones that he could and then the ones that tried to get in his way. A few he had to actually think about what to hex them with because they kept deflecting everything else. Others were just so shocked to be facing "The Boy Who Lived", that they couldn't move. Harry just stunned them; he thought that would be nice because he might need them later. Then Harry turned and headed out of the Great Hall. He knew where he was going, but he wasn't sure if he should come by surprise to the Dark Lord or if he should inform his host of his arrival. Finally when Harry decided to quit with the formalities he was at Moaning Myrtles bathroom. He knew this was the right place, but something just didn't feel right. HE talked to Myrtle and she said that Riddle had gone down there but minutes earlier. Harry decided that something really was not right; the feeling in the pit of his stomach was just not going way very quickly. He decided to go look for Hermione and Ginny. On his way to the Headmistress's office he found Colin Creevy sitting on the ground, shaking. He tried to address Colin, but he wouldn't say anything. He just sat there, shaking. Finally realizing this was going to be a very long day made it the last few steps to the office. Harry turned right as the girls were coming out. "Harry!" Ginny excitedly exclaimed as she jumped and put her arms around him. The girls decided to tell him there about McGonagall. She was being held in her office by two Death Eaters. They contained her until everything started in the Great Hall. Then they disappeared. Harry then went on to tell them that he had left Riddle down in the Chamber of Secrets waiting to be fought. Harry knew that he couldn't do it alone. He grabbed their arms and hurled them off towards the bathroom.

When they reached their designated location, Ginny let out a whimper of sorrow for her terrible memories that this place had caused her. She knew though that at this time she was here for Harry. He opened the chamber and they all filled inside. When they finally landed they all knew where to go, they followed the sound of consistent laughter. They figured out who the immense cackling belonged to, and then it hit them that this was going to be the end of something. Either something good or something bad, but at some point, it was going to be something. When they came to the opening of the main section of the chamber, Harry motioned for the girls to stay behind. He marched up to the cross section in the floor. He stood there for a moment trying to control his emotions. All of the hatred that he had for the man that he was about to fight was all coming back to him at this moment. He was working very hard when all of a sudden his mouth decided to open. "Hello, Tom." Was all that he could get out. Just then there was a pillar of green smoke in front of him and then appeared Tom Riddle or Lord Voldemort depending on funny or serious you want the story to be. He noticed that Harry was just standing there with his arms in his pockets. He wasn't sure what to think of this boy right now. He didn't look like someone who could defeat the darkest, evilest wizard. He looked like any 16 year old boy who was scared to death.

Author's Note: Please read and review. And sorry for the chapter change. What was here is really chapter two, so just go ahead and click the next button.